Data, covered in spider webs and m… With sad eyes and incarcerated hea… With heavy feet and immobile spiri… With plastic smiles and metal lips… Living in black houses with no win…
Flying up high higher than the sil… the sky up over the hills and bust… I come to see the mountain carpets… the plush green mountains waiting… I look down while fantasies roam t…
More precious than the royal emera… or nature’s once in a lifetime spe… or the running of the dried up riv… or the words in my mind without an… I keep them sealed under lock and…
“How dare you interrupt my avenue to bliss?” says he with no ties to one religion. His heart is full of love, the state of mind and being that all religions controlled by man, aspire to...
Above the Pain Mount Calvary, that hill so far a… Our martyr hung for the wind to sw… Above the pain, that earthly feeli… Suspended between ground and ceili…
Sun giant of the highest worth In its proper place since birth, Above the clouds against the blue, Looking down the whole day through… Only the eyes I can see,
Hot and cold and calm and ire black and gray and blue and pink skies of calico and skies of banal… vulnerable and flexible and pliabl… shifting clouds from ladles swirli…
Let it Snow Mother Nature, that stubborn old… She does what she does when she do… With no signs up in the sky To tell her to do something other
To judge the whole solely by the surface of it is like measuring the boundless universe by the depth of the clouds. If the storm shakes the leaves of the trees, the universe still rema...
Between two silky thighs apart, flaming cello with a beating heart… lovely limbs and lovely sounds, erotic prelude to a weeping cantat… crimson gates to the hinterland
What was supposed to be a day of great joy for David, turned out to be a day of suffering. The people at his book signing were buying his books at an alarming rate, but still he was sad...
As old geezers say, ”Enough is en… Hooking up all their chaotic stuff… Computers, TVs, telephones, remot… Electronic conundrums for us old g… Before we go completely insane,
Truth Down Below Adam and Eve, how beautiful thou… God’s handiwork woven from dreams The hue, the shapes, the breath, t… With thy nakedness, you meet the e…
It was a sad day when William Blake shot himself in his library. When the police arrived at his home shortly after his wife called him, they found most of his books lying on the floor w...
Aerial beasts from the devil’s dom… hidden warriors of the polluted sk… equipped with deadly weapons of mass destruction, with wiry wings to battle the thun…
